You simply can't

That looked like such cool idea yesterday. It seemed like all you need to do is to create someone you don't care about and just use her like an object. Just do what you did in your mind so many times. And yet she is alive person, she has feelings and she will be hurt by all those things you ant to do with her.

Failing to do what you have planned, you lead her to the kitchen and make coffee for both of you as she start to talk about herself, her past, her life. You learn that her name is Laura that she is about to marry soon (you have made some lucky guy very happy) and most importantly you learn that she seems to be a great person.

"Enough about me" She says at some moment as you sit down across the table with now ready coffee "Tell me about yourself. Your life. Mother said that you are married? Do I have siblings. Do I..." she laughs softly "I am asking too many questions, don't I. Just tell me what you want"

You start telling about Jenna and Emily, about how your wife died in a road traffic accident, about your work about many other things. And all this time you can't stop yourself from admiring the goddess your imagination created. Again and again you find your eyes locked on her magnificent, almost surreal breast and make an effort to start looking back in her eyes. And you are so happy that you crotch is hidden by the table because you are hard, you are truly hard. Thought of taking this woman don't leave you even if you know that this will never happen.

"It is a pity that this happened to your wife" Laura says after quietly listening for some time "But how it can be that such handsome men, By the way, I can now fully understand how you seduced my mother, failed to find a new beautiful wife?"

"I think I simply not that interested in woman" You throw your usual excuse for failing to create long term relationships.

"Men who aren't interested in women don't look at me in such way" She says with a smile sending you in a mode of full embarrassment. "Hey" She keeps smiling "I don't think you are a pervert or something like that. I know how men react to me and for your mind I am not a daughter but some random stranger. Random stranger that looks similar to woman you have once been with"

Looks like your glances at her body weren't undetected. Surprisingly she seems to not be offended by that. If she only knew how far your dirty thoughts go... How many times during the conversation you though about taking her on this very table. Anyway, her blatant honesty does put you in an awkward situation and you need to say something to her.